Saturday, November 12, 2011

Letter from the grave.

This letter was written to be delivered to us kids if my parents did not return from one of their global travels. I think my dad wrote it before their trip to China as part of the Nixon envoy. First official American visit or something crazy like that. My Mom said everyone wanted to touch her hair. First blonde woman any of them had ever seen. She said your father at 6' 3" was a giant and you could see him in the crowd from blocks away.
Not so heart warming. Looks like I never listened very well. Ever. Nice, "do what they say better than you do for us" crack! I what, 2 or 3!


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